Chapter 258: Father's Love (1)

Chapter 27: Father's Love

(1) Every effort is rewarded

Mr. Pei said that there are few people in the world who are as honest as my father. Indeed, my father would listen to all lies as true, shake his head thoughtfully, and never refute or argue. No matter how much others complained, he just listened, and at most said: go on.

In my father's mind, a lie is easier to turn into reality than a dream, and those who lie will reap the consequences, so everything a person says is true and must be taken seriously.

It is said that my father was only 17 years old when he graduated from school and was assigned to the township called Yakniuping to popularize education, because it was deep in the mountains and old forests, there were bandits and wild beasts, and he was sent a rifle to report on his back, and the gun was a head higher than him.

He hung up the sign of the township elementary school, mobilized the students one by one, and started the class on his own, and was appointed principal two years later. At that time, the secretary of the township party committee was an old cadre who went south, and he was injured when he arrived there from Hebei, so he stayed. Seeing that my father had lost his father since he was a child and left home to work alone, he recognized his godson.

So, when I was born, although my grandfather and father were only children, I had Han uncles and aunts. But I didn't see it until I was in junior high school.

Every semester when I went to the meeting, my father would always pack up the hard work of bear's paws, bear bile, matsutake cordyceps, or tiger bones and wine deer, and find various relationships in exchange for the education funds that should have been distributed, and successively built more than a dozen teaching buildings in township primary schools. Although after he left, those school buildings were successively turned into office buildings or guest houses for the township government.

In the year I graduated from college, my father was already doing adult education, and when I sent the black bear paws to a certain leader's house, it was just a little girl like a nanny who didn't let me enter the door and asked me to tell my father to go back and contact the leader.

When I was leaving, I took a closer look at my surroundings and suddenly thought to myself, if these delicacies were given to the newspaper leaders for my internship, would I be assigned to the newspaper? But I knew that if I said it, my father would laugh at me.

Later, it was said that the newspaper only recruited boys, and then it was a female classmate in my class who was assigned, and it turned out that the editor-in-chief and secretary of the newspaper were her relatives.

To this day, under the guise of poverty alleviation, some people use photos of rural children that resemble those taken by their fathers to win the sympathy of the majority of netizens and express their dissatisfaction with the government. In fact, the person who posted it distributed the poverty alleviation funds to relatives and the Hope Project relief funds to those rural leaders who had given birth to more than one child, but there was no way to explain to the real poor, so they came to raise donations online.

I was worried that the money raised in this way would not really fall into the hands of poor children who wanted to go to school, so I advised some people who like to be in the limelight to quietly donate the money to poor relatives and revitalize their families first. Otherwise, he was spurned and cursed by the poor relatives who saw the list of huge donations, and he didn't know how he died.

My father's love was all given to the poor children, and I got the benefit that there were people in every unit in my hometown who claimed to be my father's students who opened the door to interviews and were given a grand welcome.